“Uh-huh,” Ealaín groaned, her midnight-black face twisting with pleasure, her short, white hair dancing about her features. Her citrine eyes sque...zed shut. “She’s a natural at it.”While we waited on Kora and Sven’s return, I thought it would be a great idea to teach Carsina how to please him. She needed to know all this stuff if she wanted to be his sex slave. And it made me so wet.I adjusted the straps of my dildo I just fashioned with my powers. It was a simple affair, made from the stone. The smell was arousing me. Suddenly I heard a sound and saw shanny standing on the door and watching me.I was stunned and dropped the Bra on bed ..my fear was on my face.shanny came close to me and picked the bra and she told me she wanted to leave and told me to go out and let her change.I came out and she closed the door to change..but I was still peeping from key hole. She removed that tight top and her boobs were hanging freely. Her boobs were pointed and going upward. She wore bra and. Karen, too, had gone stiff. She had been in the process of smoothing her tight skirt over her curvy hips and legs and when Jimmy came in unexpectedly, she had whirled to face him, her skirt still about her hips.As his mother tugged her skirt down, Jimmy’s eyes swung to his aunt and he saw her frilly, skimpy panties, her creamy, long legs while Karen stood blushing. His cock hardened pushing at the front of his pants. He made no attempt to hide it, but stood looking at his aunt as she nervously. Like in the sound of the water slapping up against the bow of a ship.” She continued slapping my bare ass with hard whacks of her open hand. WHACK, WHACK! “You can call it a verb or a noun you bitch,” I rejoined, “but it hurts like hell.” “If it’s only a noun,” she said, “you have nothing to complain about. "Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words….” “Verbs are words too,” I said. “How sharper than a serpent’s tooth is the whack of virgin maiden,” I parried, murdering Shakespeare.